Saturday, August 27, 2005

My Personal Naked Ladies

Just so you know, I do intend to finish up the summer. BUT I started typing up the next week and the computer crashed, and I haven't yet been able to muster up the energy to redo it. For now, though, I am going to do a little thing I found on a friend's website. It goes like this: you pick a band, and then you answer questions about yourself using only the titles of songs by the band. And I bet you can guess which band I chose.

My Personal Spree

Choose a band / artist and answer ONLY in titles of their songs:

1. Barenaked Ladies

2. Are you male or female: Good Boy

3. Describe yourself: Shoebox of Lies

4. How do some people feel about you: Just a Toy

5. How do you feel about yourself: The Wrong Man was Convicted; Am I the Only One?

6. Describe your ex boyfriend / girlfriend: Maybe Katie

7. Describe current boyfriend / girlfriend: Have you Seen my Love?

8. Describe where you want to be: Off the Hook

9. Describe how you live: Life in a Nutshell: Testing, 1,2,3

10. Describe how you love: Never Do Anything; Too Little, Too Late; Never is Enough

11. What would you ask for if you had just one wish: If I had $1,000,000

12. Share a few words of Wisdom: Who Needs Sleep?

13. Now say goodbye: Leave; Go Home


MightyEide said...
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buh said...

Robot, you have to save every once in a while, even if you're not done.

Isn't there a way to make your post invisible? Make a hidden post, save it every few minutes, then when you're done typing it all out, make it available to the whole world.

I wanna hear all the dirt! Tell tell!

MightyEide said...

Robot, I love that thing. I'm gonna do it on mine too. Hmm, will it be Weezer or Zeppelin?

n said...

I just finished reading your blog. The whole thing. I feel like Count Rugen having just sucked 1 year of your life away. I hope you don't think I am a psycho-stalker.

You are beyond impressive. Please never stop writing. You have the ability to communicate the thoughts and feelings that everyone has but strains to comprehend and can never really seem to express. You are the outlet for the linguistically impaired.